I simply don’t know
Mind only runs blank
This is a crappy haiku.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Sonnet
What would you have me doing on this day?
Thinking of rhyme, rhythm and deep meaning
Come up with something first-class? I just may
But I have no clue what I am doing
Thinking and speaking, counting syllables
Not satisfied with anything written
My work will be less than honorable
Or painful, like as if I’ve been bitten
The teacher’s face is clearly unimpressed
All the effort put in is now worthless
Put my head down, pull at hair, clearly stressed
Not an easy task, one done with finesse
I give up, I cannot write a sonnet
It is clear now that my mark will plummet
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